I didn't think it was possible to be homesick for a car, but take it from me, it is! I'm one of those enemies of the state on the government's most wanted list that hates the environment, loves babies, and has the extra-large SUV to prove it. Unfortunately, I had a recent run-in with a parking lot pylon and had to part with my car for a week while the front bumper was replaced. It proved to be a much more difficult parting than I had anticipated. Not that I didn't enjoy a week's worth of teeth-rattling adventures in my dad's 1984 Mercedes 380 SE, which he affectionately refers to as his Panzer Kampfwagen (German for tank). It just required making a few adjustments. For instance, squeezing my family into the car was no easy task. All 5 of my little munchkins were within arm's reach of me for the first time in, well, ever. Two of them double-buckled and rode shotgun and three more were right behind us, and I mean right behind us, in the back seat. Add to that a double stroller crammed into the trunk and it's no wonder the old Kampfwagen didn't want to go over 60 without putting up a fight. All things considered, I think the boys had a wonderful time. At one point my 3 yr old exclaimed, "Granfader's car's bumpy!"
Driving through Starbucks was probably the highlight for me. When I pulled around to pick-up my order I realized I was about 2 feet lower than usual and had quite a time manipulating the car and my body so I could take the drink and pay for it. Then as I'm being handed my change, I look around for the cup holder and can't find it. I look in the middle console, no cup holder. I look behind me on the floor, no cup holder. I look on the door (hey, why not, the window controls weren't where they were supposed to be, who can understand this German engineering?), no cup holder. I'm incredulous. I look up at the girl in the window and say, "no cup holder." She says, "No way, how'd they drive through Sonic?" Sonic was the farthest thing from my mind. I was just trying not to run into anything as I fumbled with my change in one hand, my drink in the other, all the while steering with my knee.
Needless to say, I was ecstatic when I got the call today that my car was all fixed up and ready to go. We're now cruising comfortably again in the Mother Ship, and I think we all appreciate it more than ever!
- I'm an on-the-run mom to 6 kids who studied and taught exercise science in a previous life. I love all things running, nutrition, and health-related. I usually run at zero dark thirty in the morning and am often quite hungry before, during, and after my run, but I live a rich, full, blessed life with my children, family, and friends. My faith in God is my anchor, and looking to Him and His promises allows me to live fully even when life circumstances are difficult. While running gives me an appetite, my desire is to hunger and thirst for righteousness more than for physical food.